First Letter Dear Marc, As you know, I've been pondering how we might quickly send word to you of approaching ships or troops. I believe I might have solved the problem, with a little help from my new apprentice, Luc. It was late yesterday afternoon. I'd been running him through his preliminary forming exercises, which … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Homing In (29 Septembre 34AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, I have, perhaps, found my lad, though I am not sure how well he will like it. For that matter, I am not sure how well I will like it. His name is Luc Touchard. He's a smaller lad than most in Bertrand's crew, and he is both quick and quick-witted. … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Luc Touchard (24 Septembre 34AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, Ask me for anything but lumber! Wood we have a-plenty—L'Isle de Grand-Blaireau is heavily forested, as are the surrounding lands below—but of seasoned lumber we have but little, and we need far more than we have. Lumber for housing here on the island, lumber for sky-chairs, wagons, and sleds, and just … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Lumber (21 Septembre 34AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, And so now I am a father, and Amelie and I have a beautiful daughter. We have named her Anne-Marie. It is the strangest thing to hear her little cries, oh so tiny, in this camp of war. She is not the only infant in Bois-de-Bois, indeed, but none of the … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Anne-Marie (14 Septembre 34AF)